To Love A Brother. (BL)
His brother.
"Sky," the word came out of his mouth on its own accord. "Sky," he repeated, wailing up. Stefan reached for one tiny hand of his baby brother and smiled as tears ran down his face as if the baby knew Stefan had smiled at him the baby smiled back. "My Sky," Stefan whispered, teardrops falling off his eyes as he ran back to his mother who held him in a gentle embrace. Mary reached for Stefan's hand, kissing and rubbing a slow circle on it.
"We will call him Sky, you like that don't you?" The sparkle returned to the boy's face once more as he nodded a "Yes!" He is finally a big brother, happy and content, his heart swelled with pride.